getting so much dialogue i haven’t heard before already, just because i’m not minerva and therefore not chronically being super arrogant and also a bitch abt it
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I can't believe the writers/a writer would say that Gales suicide ending is the right one for him.
Him adventuring? Beautiful
Him becoming a housewife who knits and bakes? Gorgeous
Him becoming a professor and getting to talk about his passions all day to eager students? Brilliant
Becoming a God? Ugh, blegh, but a painful and understandable end for if his character doesn't receive the direction and support he needs
But what is the point of blowing up besides the tragedy of it? What makes it narratively the best? Nothing. I would argue it's the auto-win, lazy button pressing option (in world reasoning wise) like oh we couldn't figure anything else out or didn't try to, kill the wizard with the bomb and let's go have tea about it.
Like, it's tragic, but it doesn't have much of a lesson or a wrap-up to it. Sure like the God ending it means he doesn't get character growth, but he just also doesn't exist any more. Story over. Poof.
And I don't mind it being an ending- it has its place in the narrative if you wanna explore it, but I dont see how it should or could be the default or proffered ending for Gale Dekarios.
That writer should have not said that. Cause all it does is show that the writer had bias against a truly well designed character who has many more interesting endings than being a human bomb imho
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i feel like no one quite grasps the sizes of most bats unless they see them in person. the bats at work can fit in my palm and one of their heads is barely the size of my thumb. bats can be so bitty
I KNOW RIGHT?? You see a picture of a bat and you're like "ah yes" and then you see that same bat in someone's gloved hand and you're like "Oh shit!! You're the size of a finger maybe less!", even if you know how small they get it always comes as a surprise. One of their many charms if you ask me, as much as I love fruit bats they're big and there's something so delightful about just a tiny little guy that vibrates and is the size of your palm or less.
Also. Anon. You can't just drop 'the bats at work' like you don't have the dream job of myself and probably half the people following. Genuinely- congratulations on getting a cool as fuck job. Tell the bats hi from me please.
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if q!bad doesnt end up with the biggest case of boy who cried wolf/everyone having massive trust issues w/ him because of this bit whats even the point
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wip wednesday!
since i missed @bicyclepainting's tag for tidbit tuesday i figured i would jump on it today instead :3 y'all remember a couple months ago when i was talking about david in a cowboy hat?? behold a sneak at my line dancing fic hehe
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“It’ll be fun!” Angel’s voice echoed around the two of them as they dragged the end of the word out. David looked down at them skeptically which only caused their scheming smile to grow.
“I think our definitions of fun are different.”
Angel was leaning haphazardly against the wall of their bedroom pulling their beat-up old cowboy boots on while David watched from the door. He hadn’t ever seen them in this outfit, to be honest he didn’t even know they owned boots like that. To his credit, Angel kept them in the back of the closet safely tucked away in a box so they wouldn’t get lost or tossed.
Once they got their jeans situated they popped up and walked over to the mirror, not missing the way David’s eyes followed them carefully.
They nodded in approval at the sight of their outfit before spinning on their now heeled foot to get a proper look at him. When they saw that he hadn’t moved even a little bit from his post in the doorway they threw their head back and groaned, giving him the best puppy dog eyes they could muster.
“Come on, I already told Sam you were coming!”
“Oh I know, you haven’t stopped talking about it all week.” Angel sighed and finally made their way towards him.
His shoulders were stiff and his eyebrows furrowed, but when his eyes met with theirs there was a certain softness in them. They took a few steps and wrapped their arms around his neck, staring up to meet his gaze.
“If you really don’t want to go, you don’t have to. I know it’s not really your thing.” They said softly. “I can always say something came up. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable or anything.” David sighed at their reassurance, letting the stiffness from his shoulders loosen as he gently placed his hands on their hips.
“It’s not that I don’t want to go I just-” He cut his sentence off with a frustrated growl and shook his head. “I don’t know any of the fancy dances or anything. I’m gonna look stupid.”
leaving an open tag since i know most everyone shared yesterday hehe but feel free to tag me in your creations!!!
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dunes having all their tiktoks muted bc of the umg situation is getting to me. like yeah. yeah maybe that's not a bad thing
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